Busy Bee

I've been swamped lately.
I've got school and work, and the constant need to touch and poke at my first finished screenplay, even though I deemed it complete two weeks ago.
I can't get it out of my head. 
I'm working to re-build up my cash reserve.  You know, the money i had reserved for headshots and my first commercial class?  It's about two thirds gone.  Thank you new tires, insurance bills and entry fees. 
My dentist's daughter had a baby and now he can't see me until the first week of April.  I get it, you're a grandpa for the first time, and I'm not critical here, but I kind of look funky when I smile and I only need like a half hour of your time.  It's getting kind of ridiculous.  I'd go somewhere else, but they wouldn't do anything without an exam first, and then I'd need to reschedule for the actual fixing of the problem.  In the end I'd end up waiting around more.  Then there's the come down period.  last time I was swollen for like ten days....
Which means I won't have my smile until April 18th. 
That's a long time to replace a smile with a head nod to people.  Seriously.  I'm beginning to feel like I'm not me anymore.  I'm being a bitch to everyone who comments on my lack of smile at work, which, in customer service is like every twentieth person.
The next few weeks are packed.  I've got finals as well as B-day celebrations for the Lawyer BF and a close HS friend. 
I'm exhausted.  It's so much harder to wake up when it's still dark.  And running in the dark is unsafe.  This is what I told myself at 6:30 this morning.  That by getting out of bed I was basically dooming myself for a one on one meeting with some rednecks junky pickup.  If I get taken out, it will be by a piece of crap.
In fact, when I was fifteen I did have a face to face encounter with a motor vehicle, and the thing was a total junker.  And to make matters worse, I didn't even leave a dent in the thing.
With my new cable set up I get half hour previews of a bunch of different workout programs.  Friday was belly dancing.  Yesterday was ten minutes to tone, which actually lasted 24 minutes. So I can exercise without the threat of being mowed down.   Today I'm just focusing on staying upright.  I love gaining an hour, I hate losing it.
I got in Battle: Los Angeles last night.  I loved it.  I absolutely loved it.  In general I try to support everything Taylor Handley does.  He's local (as in my home town local), and I swear he's not nearly as much of a d-bag as he sometimes comes across.  The movie was everything I look for in an alien-y flick.  Catch it if you get a chance.